To Young To Die
There should be no more war
Turn your swords into plough shears
He exchanged his plough shears for a gun and died at thirty-four
The youngest of thirteen for victory he did strive
Turn your swords into plough shears
A hero he wanted to be for king, country and family
The youngest of thirteen for victory he did strive
He was the one of thirteen, the one that did not survive
A hero he wanted to be for king, country and family
He exchanged his plough shears for a gun and died at thirty-four
He was the one of thirteen, the one that did not survive
There should be no more war
©24/05/2013 ~GG~
Contest entry: When the tough get Going
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2013
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